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My love and affection are mine alone to give With reckless abandon onto those whom i care Each new scar i find and bare A reminder for the moments we share

Happy Birthday Lana Del Rey! 

What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger is so not true. You know what makes you stronger? When people treat you and your art with dignity.

If this post has taught me one thing it's that Drake and Josh is clearly a tv show about two struggling poets.

But seriously, that actually works...

if drake and josh has taught me one thing, it’s that orange rhymes with doorhinge

It's 5am and I can't get over the fact that it's actually called "Wee Brie".

Feel no pain or shame. You have no Fame and no blame. If you truly desire then I hope to inspire, but if you still feel bad about the crime I can break it down for you in a nursery rhyme.

IDOC

People say stay away from you

& I tell them to fuck off

Let them talk & let them judge

I’m a fool for your love & irs just the two of us

Take a chance roll the dice,

Life ain’t fair & love don’t play nice

But me and you, you & I

As long as I got your heart, you can have mine

Space & distance don’t factor in

And I forgot about all the time you gotta spend

Away from me — locks & bars & keys

Miles apart but I still know your heartbeat

Think of me instead of the concrete

Go to sleep, sweet dreams

And when the sun comes up again, you’ll be one day closer to me

10.02.2023

1:56 A.M.

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Red Words

the night begins after the play

the love of my life only inches away

but then i look down and it all fades to grey

too small for others to see

a small reminder just for me

that i am only meant to bleed

A taste of iron and salt and lead

the viscous words lettered in red

i look for meaning in as i bled

new words form as i carve across

new meanings shimmer through like gloss

but if i told her, she’d feel such loss

i know i should not but why pretend

i know if i stopped i’d just start again

so i’ll just keep carving till i reach the end

skin to flesh, meat to bone

against myself this blade i hone

that warmest pain may be my own

my flesh and bone already torn

my heart has been forever worn

now all i seem to feel is forlorn

i look away, theres nothing to see

show skin to keep suspicions from me

this must be how it’s meant to be

I still don’t think I quite understand what rap is…

Me: “So, the rhyming breakdowns by TV on the Radio are rap, right?”

World: “Errr. Not really…”

Me: “I guess that would mean that the enunciated quick words of the Arctic Monkeys at times definitely aren’t either…”

World: “That is a correct deduction.”

I constantly find myself asking “Wait, is THIS rap?”

The answer is normally no.